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Re: 9th September 1970, Wednesday
'Elvis and Kathy' by Kathy Westmoreland:
In the limo, riding from the Phoenix Airport to the hotel, Elvis was also in a better mood:
"Man, I'm glad I'm alive. That jerk will have to live with the fact he didn't get me," he said jubilantly.
So, I was a little less depressed when I arrived in Phoenix, at least about touring, but all the other worries and problems were still with me. And to make matters worse, there was a bomb threat and an argument with Elvis yet to come.
After Elvis and I settled in his room, I told him I wanted to go over to the show arena with the group on the band bus.
"You don't have to do that, Honey," he said, "you can wait and go over with me. You know you don't go on 'til I do, so why don't you stay now and have dinner with me?"
"I want to keep things on a professional level with the rest of the group," I replied, "and keep everything as normal as possible." He understood. I got on the bus with the rest of the band and as we were pulling up to the Phoenix Civic Auditorium, we were dumbfounded to witness over 18,000 people marching en masse OUT of the auditorium, instead of going IN! Everyone was being cleared out so they could search the entire place after it was emptied.
"Oh, my God, no!" I thought, realizing they were going to search every person on the bus as well. The city officials were making certain we were unarmed or weren't hiding a bomb! There is something very distasteful, but very necessary, having strangers search you as if you are some kind of killer. This was my first experience in that kind of situation. And all the bodyguards warned me not to say a word to Elvis about the threat. The gun episode in Las Vegas had made him so upset and nervous that they felt telling him about a bomb threat right after the gun incident was just too much. So, I didn't say a word to El vis and tried not to show how nervous I was.
I also found out that playing a huge arena like the one in Phoenix was much different than playing the hotel in Las Vegas. There were thousands and thousands of fans in the big auditorium and they were all screaming for Elvis. It was absolute turmoil. The bomb scare really frightened me so much it was difficult to concentrate. And seeing that unruly mob of people made me realize that anything could happen--anything was possible.
In the limo, riding from the Phoenix Airport to the hotel, Elvis was also in a better mood:
"Man, I'm glad I'm alive. That jerk will have to live with the fact he didn't get me," he said jubilantly.
So, I was a little less depressed when I arrived in Phoenix, at least about touring, but all the other worries and problems were still with me. And to make matters worse, there was a bomb threat and an argument with Elvis yet to come.
After Elvis and I settled in his room, I told him I wanted to go over to the show arena with the group on the band bus.
"You don't have to do that, Honey," he said, "you can wait and go over with me. You know you don't go on 'til I do, so why don't you stay now and have dinner with me?"
"I want to keep things on a professional level with the rest of the group," I replied, "and keep everything as normal as possible." He understood. I got on the bus with the rest of the band and as we were pulling up to the Phoenix Civic Auditorium, we were dumbfounded to witness over 18,000 people marching en masse OUT of the auditorium, instead of going IN! Everyone was being cleared out so they could search the entire place after it was emptied.
"Oh, my God, no!" I thought, realizing they were going to search every person on the bus as well. The city officials were making certain we were unarmed or weren't hiding a bomb! There is something very distasteful, but very necessary, having strangers search you as if you are some kind of killer. This was my first experience in that kind of situation. And all the bodyguards warned me not to say a word to Elvis about the threat. The gun episode in Las Vegas had made him so upset and nervous that they felt telling him about a bomb threat right after the gun incident was just too much. So, I didn't say a word to El vis and tried not to show how nervous I was.
I also found out that playing a huge arena like the one in Phoenix was much different than playing the hotel in Las Vegas. There were thousands and thousands of fans in the big auditorium and they were all screaming for Elvis. It was absolute turmoil. The bomb scare really frightened me so much it was difficult to concentrate. And seeing that unruly mob of people made me realize that anything could happen--anything was possible.
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